The crazed senior citizen pictured here in the wicked cool typing gloves is Boyfriend's mother -- my mother-out-law, as I'm fond of saying. Today is her birthday, so we hied it to Connecticut to celebrate with the family. She's looking pretty good for a woman turning 64.
I often like to tell the story about her trying to kill me the first time she met me -- not true, precisely, but it makes for an amusing anecdote nonetheless. His parents have always been kind and gracious to me, welcoming me into the family with open arms. It's scary -- especially to Boyfriend -- how well his mother and I get along. For me, it's a heartening experience, one that makes me glad right down to my very soul.
Plus, she'll pose for me even when I ask her to do something like make a scary face. You have to love a woman like that.
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